“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide
You’re in her grip
Ready to face fire
You’re on top
Of your funeral pyre
The queen of spades
The black maria
29th Sept 2023 – My mum taught me how to play this card game and I taught my friends at school and in the village too. Though we renamed it Hunt The Cunt, because we were teenagers.
Life ain’t so easy
When you’re swimming against the tide
You can’t turn around
Or you’ll be taken for a ride
Complications
Cause frustrations
You can toe the line
Or turn to crime
I’m tired so I’ll turn around
Close my eyes and hope I’m not drowned
Fade now into the past
These memories will never last
Childhood reminiscences
Blunted my senses
Memories and recollections
My only protections
In my old age
And the wars I wage
Against senility
And young men’s infantry
Cameras in the corners
Follow you through the hall
Watch your every move
At my every call
Watch you when you sleep
Watch you when you eat
Watch you turn on
Watch you in complete
My perversion
Closed circuit TV
Watching you
Watching me
Face to face
From place to place
Man with two heads
Contradicted what he said
Face to face
Two-faced
Is it really real?
Is this how I feel?
Have I done it right?
Have I done it wrong?
Reality’s all right
If it doesn’t last long
My name is on their list
Does reality really exist?
Ladies and gentlemen
Hold your glasses for a toast
For the man
Who gave up the ghost
Left it all behind
Looking for new things to find
Always wanted the most
He gave up the ghost
Look beyond your means
Look into your dreams
Go in search of space
Broaden your horizons
1994ever 